Dude. You can't make this sh*t up.
When I got home from work Tuesday evening, there was no power. And that was odd because it had been a glorious, full-sun day. I checked the battery system, and, sure enough, another battery had gone bad within the bank . . . pulling the voltage of the entire system way down. Ah, yes. And, the local guru is in . . . Norway right now. The long-distance guru might be up next weekend. If so, he could switch the bad one out with one of the two remaining "replacements". But, it's just a matter of time before they're all dead. So, unless it's fully sunny and the batteries are charging via the solar panels, I have no electricity. Unless I run the generator. Which is what I've been doing each AM & PM before leaving for and once returning from work.
But wait! There's more!
When I got home from work Wednesday night, all ready for my day off on Thursday, I walked into the utility room of the house to find water on the floor. What the . . . ? Further investigation found it seeping underneath the common wall into the bathroom . . . and soaking, from the bottom up, a couple inches of the sheetrock there.
Tracing the misplaced water back to its origin . . . I found a BRASS FITTING (mind you, only, what 5-6 years old???) leading up from the well and into the pressure tank had sprung a tiny hole in its solid side. NOT at a joint. NOT where it met the next piece of water line. Cold, fresh water was happily shooting out.
I'm really beyond the you-have-got-to-be-kidding point. (Well, famous last words . . . never say never!!!) But, I gotta say, these "little things" are making it QUITE A BIT easier to think about leaving Swamp River Ridge right now! ;)
I've tried patching the leak to no avail. And its progressing all the time. So, I'm going to have to call a plumber. In the meantime? Yeah, the water is off. No showers, no dish washing, no laundry.
ON THE UP SIDE (!), I had a lovely visit from dear comment-leaver "M" yesterday at work. She dropped off my first "for my new life" giftie. More to come on that (WITH an accompanying picture) tomorrow. :)
Also on the up side, a heavy, heavy LARGE steel plate did not fall on my head this week as it did a dear, dear friend's husband! He's okay, aside from an impressive glued-together gash on his head, a sore noggin and stiff neck. I caught them at the gas station the other night on their way home from the ER. I told them about Swamp River Ridge, he said he might cry. It was just the ER drugs talking, I'm sure. ;) But I got to give him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. That made it all better . . . for me, oddly enough! I've got to remember my wonderful, loving friends through this all. :)